The Rules of Dating My Best Friend's Sister(67)



Lala: This list was a bad idea.

My phone buzzed with a response right away.

Holden: The sex to-do list?

Lala: Yes. I have a ton of work to do, and now I’m completely distracted, thinking about the things I wrote.

Holden: What was the last thing you wrote on your list?

The last thing I’d written was the most dicey, so I debated, but then I said screw it. I’d spent twenty-eight years being conservative. It was time I lived on the edge a bit.

Lala: Being dominated by your partner.

The dots started to jump around, then stopped. A minute later, they started again and paused once more before a message finally came in.

Holden: What time do you take lunch?





CHAPTER 18


Holden



Where to begin…

Where to begin…

I felt like a starving man at a buffet.

There was so much I wanted to do with Lala, and I couldn’t seem to contain myself. We’d just been together this morning, but I needed to see her again already. I couldn’t wait until tonight. In my defense, I’d waited a long time for this.

She finally responded to my text.

Lala: I take lunch in an hour.

My dick twitched. I’d always had a strong sexual appetite, but now I was Holden on steroids.

Holden: Good. I’m coming to meet you.

Lala: Okay. Anywhere in particular you want to go?

Holden: Down on you.

Lala: Where are we supposed to do that?

Holden: Oh, Lala, you have no idea how resourceful I can be.

Lala: OMG

I made a quick stop at the drug store before driving over to Lala’s work.

A couple of minutes after I texted her that I’d arrived, she exited the revolving doors of her building. I reached out and pulled her into a kiss right there on the sidewalk in front of the lunchtime crowd. It didn’t matter to me how many spectators we had. I’d waited too damn long for this to care.

When I let her go, I took her hand and led the way.

Her blond curls blew in the wind as excitement filled her eyes. “Where are we going?”

I smirked. “My van, actually.”

“You want to have sex in your van? What if someone I work with sees us?”

“Don’t worry. That ain’t gonna happen.”

We arrived at the garage where I’d parked my now completely blacked-out vehicle.

She looked it over. “I’m not even gonna ask why you have these window coverings on hand.”

“Probably better if you don’t.”

“Creepy-van man,” she teased.

“Guilty.” I held up my hand. “Welcome to the dark side, Lala.”

“You’re the hottest creepy-van man I’ve ever seen, though. Pretty sure women would volunteer to be kidnapped by you.”

“Flattery will get you everywhere, Miss Ellison.” I leaned her against the van, pressed my body into hers, and nuzzled her neck. “I fucking missed you.”

“It’s only been a few hours, but this morning has been torture, hasn’t it?” She bent her head back and closed her eyes, letting out a satisfied breath as I sucked on her skin.

I led her into the back of the van, which I’d cleared out, and Lala removed her jacket. “By the way, I already ate,” she said. “Since I suspected no actual eating would be happening during lunch.”

“Oh, there will be eating. Trust me. Speaking of which, take off your pants and spread those beautiful legs for me.”

She eagerly removed her pants before slipping off her undies so she was naked from the waist down. Then she slipped her shirt over her head, leaving her in nothing but a lace bra.

Lowering my head, I ran my tongue along her clit in slow but intense circular strokes, eventually going lower and lower until my tongue found its way to her asshole, licking around it and then up and down her ass crack. Her breathing intensified.

I wasn’t sure if that was a good or bad thing, so I stopped. “I know you’ve never had anal, but has anyone ever done this to you?”

“No.”

“You want me to keep going?”

“Yes.” She panted. “Please. That felt good.”

Practically shaking with need, I began to explore her ass with my tongue, moving it ever so slowly in and out of her perfect, tight little asshole.

Her legs became restless. No longer able to hold back, I lifted myself up and grabbed the condom out of my pocket.

“Tell me what you want,” I rasped.

“I think I…” She hesitated.

“What, Lala?”

“I want to try anal.”

“Now?”

“Yes. What you just did to me made me want it.”

Fuck, yeah. “I’m just warning you, if we jump right into that, I won’t last very long.”

“It’s okay. I feel like I can come at any moment anyway.”

Well, alright, then. I took a deep breath to grab my bearings. She’s never done this before, so you can’t just go for it. I needed to take it easy and make sure I didn’t hurt her. That also reminded me…

“I want you to know, I had a doctor’s appointment and got tested for everything two weeks ago. This might feel better for you if I don’t use anything. But I don’t know how you feel about that. Would you let me?”

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